I have had two people comment about my lack of a recent blog entry in the past week so I guess I better get to it. The main reason I haven't written lately is because there's nothing to report. I guess I'm gonna just write for writing's sake and if I repeat shit I've already bitched about, tough shit. You all know where the little "x" in the top right corner of the browser window is.
I can't make up my mind how I feel about work. One day it's not so bad and the next it's unbearable. Never is there a good day. I desperately want out of food service. I don't know why it bother's me so much, but I feel like I'm better than this. Not that working in food service is a bad thing. Some people like it. I even like it to an extent. But it's not where I want to be. It's not like I'm there every day working toward something. There's no goal associated with going into that place. I know I'm just biding time until I get my degree and can get into the field I want, but it feels more like wasting time.
I don't know how Heather does it. I guess the fact that she fully intends to own Sub Depot someday is her motivation. She's passionate about that store. She's not just wasting time in a dead end job. She's learning more and more about how to run a business, and eventually, that's what she'll do. I'm not learning anything or contributing anything that will help me or the field I will enter. I'm too intelligent and passionate to be dilly-dallying around a damn gas station sub shop.
Something else that has me hot about that place is the fact that everyone on payroll is required to work Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day. We all have to work at least a 4-hour shift and we don't have any input as to what the hours will be. I can deal with having to work on Thanksgiving. I'm not happy about it, but I can deal. I will have to find something else by mid-December. Wish me luck.
Nothing really new with the kids. They're still doing well in school, with the exception of Bai's behavior. She's still getting in trouble a lot. I'm sure that will continue until we break down and dope her up like we had to do with Jacob. ADHD is hereditary and having one child with it more than doubles the chance of other children from the same two parents having it. William was never diagnosed with it, but he does admit to being very talkative and out of his seat all through school. I think if he did have it, he grew out of it, as is often the case. Rarely does ADHD carry over into adulthood. Face it, William...I'm not the only one passing down crazy genes to our kids.
My cat is about to need a new home. I love Bella. Truly, I do. However, I will not tolerate the soiling of my floors! She has been pissing on the bathroom rug and/or any towels that happen to be in the floor in there. Her litter box is two feet away. It's unacceptable. The only reason I can think of that she would be doing that is if she has a urinary tract infection of some sort and associates the pain of urinating with the litter box. That would explain why she would go elsewhere to pee. I know that happened to my aunt's cat so I need to take Bella to the vet. Once I get her checked out and fixed up, if she still does it, out she goes! I just now finally got the amonia smell from babygirl's accidents out of the apartment. I'm not having it again. So I'll let ya know how that turns out and I might have a beautiful, affectionate, fun-loving siamese cat free to a good home.
I'm feeling better about school. For a good 20 weeks or so, I didn't turn in a single assignment on time. Sometimes I didn't turn one in at all. I allowed myself to get Cs when I am perfectly capable of maintaining As. Well now that I've started this new class, I have stayed on top of my work. I'm only in week 3, but so far, so good. It feels so much better to get things done and turned in on time. No unnecessary stress. Stress is bad.
Another contributing factor to my stress is gone as well. I finally got that money from my student loan reimbursment so I was able to pay off all that crap that had been piling up. I think the best part of it is knowing my car is fixed. I got my tags renewed and I'm street legal again!
Heather's back has been killing her lately. Her doctor sent her to a pain management clinic, which gave her a high dosage of flexeril (muscle relaxer) and 800mg Ibuprofen tablets, both to take twice a day. She's also got this gel stuff that has to be rubbed on her back before she goes to bed. I'm not sure what it's supposed to do but it seems to be working a little. She's been better able to move around in the last week than she has in a long time. She goes back to the pain clinic tomorrow to get trigger point injections. There will be 5-7 injections into her spine. Sounds fun, right? I hope this shit helps. I know she's tired of being miserable.
There's not really anything else going on. I'm gonna try to get started figuring out what to get the kids for christmas. I know I want to get them bikes, but I am a broke ass so I'll have to price some out. Other than that, I don't know. All Jacob wants for Christmas is his two front teeth. Not really. I'm sure he wants everything he sees, but he is missing his front teeth so that song is appropriate. Bai hasn't given any hints about what she wants. I guess I'll have to flat out ask her. For all the good it'll do. Most of the time when I ask either one of them what they want, they start naming off all kinds of expensive shit I'll never be able to afford. Can't kids just want things like a jump rope, a barbie doll, a frizbee, maybe a "grow your own crystals" set...something simple and cheap? I remember when they were over the moon for a slinky or silly putty. Ah, good times, good times.
So I guess I'm out for now. I'll try not to keep my avid readers waiting so long next time. Sheesh. You'd think I was the author of something interesting. Don't I wish!
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